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Dario didn't have to believe him, honestly he didn't know why he was trying so hard to be partnered with the man, or why it bothered him that it wasn't going to happen.

Probably because Dario was the first person that had showed him any type enjoyment in the overworld. A few others had shown him mercy but they were all linked to Belial, they were not people he wanted to think about.

The night droned on as he took and endless amount of orders and delivered them.

Any attempt from the customers to flirt or touch him was quickly shut down, he wasn't here for that anymore, he had decided, with what little power he had over his fate here that he was just going to be a waiter, a foolish act of defiance but he was going to stick to it, even if his attitude meant that barely any money lined his pockets at all.

By the end of the night he was simply ready to go back to the coven to rest, as such he headed straight out the back and pulled off the stupid costume, eagerly yanking on his jeans and shirt.

Silt leaned into the touch in his hair, he felt like shit but contact helped. The Demon caved a little, moving over to the human and leaning up against him before his arms wrapped around the man's waist.

"It's not what I want, but it's the best that I could do."

He murmured softly, half hoping that Dario wouldn't hear him. Neither of them were going to get what they wanted, the manager hated Dario and thought Silt was a liability, they weren't going to be partnered.